Her body slumped weakly, leaned back in her chair, and opened her mouth weakly: "Perhaps...... It's really time...... My lord, if you promise the old body to clear the field, the old body is willing to say everything. ”

Fu Mingrui looked at both sides and nodded to the yacha.

The yacha then took the others outside the courtyard and left. All the officials in the hall also withdrew from the hall, and Zhao Cheng and Wang Quan carried out Huang Zong and closed all the doors of the hall with the others.

The sunlight was cut off by the door, and the hall was darkened.

A faint glimmer of light entered through the crack in the window and landed on the two cold bones on the ground, which made people sigh.

"My younger brother Lu Jingting is the son of my mother's relative, because he is very beautiful and cute, my father and mother recognize him as his godson, and he has become my godbrother. Later, because he found out that he had a talent for painting, he came to my house to worship my husband as a teacher and learn painting skills...... Only twelve years old......" Lu's gaze was distant and empty, as if looking into a black hole that never ended, and the darkness in the black hole gradually sucked her consciousness, "I still remember...... The day he came, it was the day when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom, and the cherry blossom seedlings ...... It was also a ...... given to my husband by a native of the East China Sea."

The corners of Lu's mouth also overflowed with a faint smile, and one after another cherry blossom petals suddenly flew up in front of her, bringing her back to the good old days of love and concubine......

At that time, Lu's eldest son and second daughter had already been born, and when his godbrother Lu Jingting came, Lu was pregnant with his third child, who was six months pregnant.

For this godbrother Lu Xuan and Lu Jingting, the Lu family also likes it very much.

A few years ago, when I went back to my parents' house to visit relatives, I saw once, when the child was only eight years old, it was really white and pure, red lips and white teeth, none of the little girls of the same age in the family could compare with him, it was really a boy as beautiful as jade, color like a flower, no one who didn't like it, and they all wanted to kiss and hug and hold it high.

Therefore, Lu Jingting was also very strictly protected by his parents at home, because he also heard that some men liked boys and were afraid of being abducted by wicked people.

At that time, Huang Ye and the Lu family were also in love in the eyes of outsiders, and the Lu family was also a scholarly family back then, and the country was beautiful. The two admire the moon in front of the court every day and taste tea under the moon. You paint, I grind, respect each other like guests, raise eyebrows.

Huang Ye no longer marries any concubines, so in the eyes of others, Huang Ye is very dedicated to the Lu family, and the two are simply fairy couples.

Recently, due to the bottleneck of Huang Ye's painting skills, Lu Shi also noticed the depression in Huang Ye's heart. It just so happens that letting him take in an apprentice can divert some thoughts.

Huang Ye has no intention of accepting apprentices, he is still young, he thinks that accepting apprentices is a matter of his seventies and eighties, and it is a little too early to accept them.

But because the Lu family praised the child well, and because of the Lu family's godbrother's affection, Huang Ye reluctantly agreed.

That day was when the cherry blossoms were flying and spring was in full swing, Huang Ye accompanied his wife to wait for the child to arrive in the courtyard. After a while, the old butler led a father and son to come.

The cherry blossoms are like rain, the boy is like a flower, and the eyes like autumn waves instantly reflected in Huang Ye's heart after the cherry blossoms, and since then, the young man's face has been engraved into his mind, making him haunted by dreams and unforgettable.

The young man also admired and revered Huang Ye, a pair of autumn eyes were shining smartly, looking at Huang Ye like the clear dirt of the mountain deer, and this deer also crashed into Huang Ye's heart, he couldn't believe it, how could there be a boy in this world who looked so androgynous? How could there be such a natural and pure young man.

The Lu family was busy greeting relatives, and it happened that Lu Xuan had been worshipping Huang Ye all the time, so the Lu family asked Huang Ye to lead Lu Xuan to visit the Huang Mansion.

Huang Ye has been in this area for three years, watching Lu Xuan grow from a twelve boy to a fifteen boy.

Lu Shi kept laughing at him, saying that he was reluctant at the beginning, but now he likes to be tight. When his own son is spoiled.

Indeed, Huang Ye dotes on Lu Xuan like a parent, because of his painting talent, but none of his children inherit his Huang Ye's talent.

In the past three years, he has taught Lu Xuan wholeheartedly, because he found that Lu Xuan is indeed quite talented, and he has taught him everything. In time, this child will be able to surpass him as a master. If Lu Xuan becomes famous, his master will be more and more respected, and at that time he will not be a painter, but a master of Chinese painting.

Lu Xuan was already childish at this time. The longer the boys in other people's homes, the more disabled they become, but this Lu Xuan is a natural beautiful man, and the longer he grows, the more beautiful he becomes. At the age of fifteen, his face is like an autumn moon, his color is like a hibiscus, his eyes are full of autumn waves, and his ink hair is flying. The maids of the entire Huang family were all in turmoil.

Don't talk about women, this man is sometimes stunned when he looks at it, it is really that there are no women in the world who have this Lu Xuan and the city......

"At that time, if I let my younger brother leave my husband, maybe ...... Can you save the lives of the two of them......" Lu Shi raised his old, wrinkled hand and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "The little brother is getting more and more handsome, although I am worried, but I think that the husband is not a good man, so I don't have too many conjectures about them day and night...... Who knows...... Still something's wrong...... That year...... The weather was particularly hot...... I still remember...... The drought that year was also the worst......"

That year, the Great Heat.

The drought in the north is particularly severe, and a large number of victims have entered Beijing, and begging victims can also be seen on the streets of the capital.

And at this moment, Huang Ye was watching Lu Xuan paint in the Cloud Smoke Pavilion.

Yunyan Pavilion is not only the pavilion that Yi Jixuan climbed later, but it is also the place where Huang Ye paints on weekdays.

Under the guidance of Huang Ye, Lu Xuan's painting skills have improved by leaps and bounds in three years, and at the age of fifteen, he has learned ninety percent of Huang Ye's painting skills.

At this time, he was drawing the green mountains and white waterfalls in the distance according to Huang Ye's request, and the plum forests and streams nearby.

Huang Ye stood beside him and fanned him intimately. It's really better than your own son.

This year's scorching heat has made the capital also hot.

Lu Xuan was dressed in light white, sweat seeped out of the back of his neck slightly, and Huang Ye's folding fan shook off, but it was a wisp of refreshing sandalwood that came out. He was slightly stunned, and his eyes fell on the slender and white back of Lu Xuan's neck: "What kind of incense did Ting'er use today?"

"The old sandalwood given by my sister. Lu Jingting replied while painting, and raised his sleeve to smell it, "I sweat a lot in summer, and I am afraid that I will smoke the teacher, so I smoked it for a while today." When Lu Jingting spoke, his eyes were full of reverence for his teacher. He didn't want his stinky sweat to smoke his teacher.

Huang Ye's eyes were a little more doting smile: "What a child......" The soft voice was a little more drunk, but his eyes were involuntarily burning in this elegant fragrance, and slowly descended along Lu Xuan's stamina. Another folding fan fell, and Lu Xuan's thin clothes were lightly swayed, and a touch of uneven waistline was posted.